Abe chuckled back: "I think you belong to the latter."

"Oh, really?"

Fan laughs at Ye.

Then, just listen to a bang.

Lightning stone fire, Ye Fan a foot, suddenly kick out.

Then, in front of Chen Nan, a man in a suit is directly kicked out by Ye Fan like a football.

Hua ~

with his body, he directly smashed a wine table in front of him.

In an uproar, the plate mixed with the tea bowl broke all over the floor.

The guests from all directions also screamed and avoided.

And the big man, falling on the ground, there was no movement.

Ye Fan's first move, no doubt shocked all people.

All of a sudden, the crowd panicked and the audience was silent.

Only Ye Fan, standing with a negative hand, coldly and smiling: "now?"

Hu ~

the cold wind, carrying Ye Fan's cold words, swept by.

After a long silence, those subordinates of Abe Zhongnan finally reacted.

"How dare you, boy?"

"Looking for death!"

All of a sudden, several big men suddenly got angry. In the sound of hard drinking, they would rush to Gan Ye Fan.

But Abe Zhongnan reaches out to stop them and continues to look at Ye Fan.

However, Abe's face was more gloomy at this time.

In the words, there is already a little more chill.

In the face of Ye Fan's words, Abe Zhongnan once again said, "in my eyes, you still belong to the latter."

BAM ~

as soon as Abe's words fell, Ye Fan kicked out again.

Another person beside Chen Nan is immediately kicked by Ye Fan.

A hundred pounds of body, like a dead dog, smashed the windows and doors, and flew directly from the fifth floor. It was impossible to live.

"Now?" Ye Fan stands with his hands down and smiles again.

"Boy, you are paralyzed ~"

at that time, the eyes of Abe Zhongnan were red.

Blood red eyes roar, rushed out again, a pair of to tear Ye Fan's posture.

But it was finally stopped by Abe Zhongnan.

At this time, Abe's face was undoubtedly gloomy to the extreme.

The whole man was on the verge of a riot.

He gritted his teeth and said in the coldest voice, "you still belong to the latter!"

"Is it?"

Ye Fan chuckled and said nothing more.

But over Chen Nan, step by step!

In the blink of an eye, he came to Abe Zhongnan and kicked him.

What?

"Stop it!"

"Younger generation, dare you?!!"

Looking at the foot in front of him, Abe Zhongnan can no longer keep calm.

His pupils were shriveled, his old face was full of blue veins, and he was about to crack. His old eyes were almost the size of a copper bell. He yelled at Ye Fan angrily.

Bang ~

Ye Fan's foot still fell.

In the hum, Ye Fan, a powerful man on the top of the country of Japan, was kicked down by Ye Fan like a dog, even with a chair.

Bang, hit the ground.

After several rounds of rolling along the ground, I finally bumped into a pillar. Two front teeth were knocked off and my face was covered with blood.

"Now?"

"The former or the latter?"

Under the hall, Ye Fan stands with his hands down and laughs proudly.

Light words, only if the wind swept.

In an instant, a dead silence!

Everyone was staring at the scene in disbelief.

In my heart, there are rough waves and crazy sweeping.

Liang Haonan, Kong Hui and others were even more frightened.

"Second Olympics!"

"Now, it's a big deal?!!"